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Eyes Open - Part 14
Published Feb 25, 2012


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Please don't let this turn into something it's not
I can only give you everything I've got
I can't be as sorry as you think I should
But I still love you more than anyone else could

All that I keep thinking throughout this whole flight
Is it could take my whole damn life to make this right
This splintered mast I'm holding on won't save me long
Because I know fine well that what I did was wrong

The last girl and the last reason to make this last for as long as I could
First kiss and the first time that I felt connected to anything
The weight of water, the way you told me to look past everything I had ever learned
The final word in the final sentence you ever uttered to me was love

“Make This Go On Forever”, Snow Patrol

Please don't let this turn into something it's not
I can only give you everything I've got
I can't be as sorry as you think I should
But I still love you more than anyone else could

All that I keep thinking throughout this whole flight
Is it could take my whole damn life to make this right
This splintered mast I'm holding on won't save me long
Because I know fine well that what I did was wrong

The last girl and the last reason to make this last for as long as I could
First kiss and the first time that I felt connected to anything
The weight of water, the way you told me to look past everything I had ever learned
The final word in the final sentence you ever uttered to me was love

“Make This Go On Forever”, Snow Patrol
Thunk

Groan

Anna closed her eyes and as head hit the table in despair.
It was just typical for Khilda to give her the impossible task of identifying her husband’s latest find from his trip to France.

She was an art major; not antiquities!

She shut the heavy tome and closed down the computer in the office. Standing and stretching, she rolled her shoulders and looked out the floor to ceiling window.
The sun was setting, the sky streaked in pink and orange, the river below a deep blue; practically black. The lights in the room behind her cast her reflection in the window.

Ruffling her hair she wrinkled her nose in despair. The witness protection people had made her cut it all off but it was growing back in unsightly clumps; the permanent chemical dye making her hair straw like and dull.

Time was passing quickly, galloping away from her in a sense. The months were passing and Khilda’s family had well and truly embraced her.
3 months ago....

“Are you sure that I should be here?” Anna asked, running a hand through her hair.

Music could be heard from inside the white, modern house, the deep base line thrumming making her insides vibrate. She wondered how the neighbours could sleep with all the commotion.

A peel of laughter and the shattering of glass made her flinch a little. This was certainly a raucous party.

“Khilda invited you, so you must attend.” Max replied, the same reply he’d been using for the same question for the past hour “Come on” he said, grasping her upper arm firmly and marching her up to the door.
The door was opened by a red headed woman, with very strong features and wide set shoulders. She was pretty and certainly cared for her appearance.

“Ah! You must be Anna! And you brought the old recluse Max with you! Better late than never eh?” She winked and a teasing smile spread across on her face.

“I’m Ruby and welcome to my home! We’ll be serving the cake in about an hour, my little Cobalt is so excited about transitioning! Drinks are in the kitchen. Make yourself at home, you must know a few of us by now.”
Max had wondered off to talk to his brother. The two men looked similar, and were evidently in deep conversation already.

Feeling abandoned, Anna wondered through to the kitchen. Not paying much attention to what was around her; she grabbed a glass of nectar and downed it in one. It was only then she looked up.
She screamed with shock and sunk into a dead faint. Amyas looked at the fainted human on the floor, chuckling to himself, his cogs and gears whirling. Anna’s screen had roused some of the family who all clustered around her.

“Alucard!” Amyas called across to his vampire step father, “You owe me 50 simeleons, I made her faint first”

Alucard glared at him and grumpily tossed over the note.
Everybody glared at them.

Both men beat a hasty retreat in opposite directions.
Woozy and disorientated, Anna began to stand gently. She rubbed her head and looked around her, surprised to see so many people around her. “What happened?” She said, easing the tension out of her lower back.

“You fainted dear, at the sight of my son. It’s ok, he’s used to that sort of reaction, we all are.” Khilda smiled sympathetically at her.

“I did it the first time I met him.” Macy admitted, rubbing her friends arm gently.

“I’m not normally the fainting type, just, I mean, it’s a Simbot! They only exist in stories! Next thing you’ll be telling me is that ghosts, mummy’s, unicorns, vampires and imaginary friends exist.”

There was silence in the room.
“I think I’m pretty real.” Alucard said, poking himself.

Anna stared as he smiled to reveal some very pointy looking incisors.

“I think I’d better sit down.” She murmured.
Khilda guided her through to the living room and sat down next to her.

“There are some things that you should know about my family.” Khilda said, her voice rising gently over the volume of the speakers. She turned to watch the dancers in the living room, her forehead frowned in thought.

“As you know, my husband Alucard is a vampire. Well, a half vampire to be presice, his mother was a human but we shall not go into that.”
“We got married fifty years ago, and have been very happy. However I always craved a family. Due to my... condition we couldn’t apply to adopt a child, so I played around with a few life fruit and some palladium for a government experiment I was commissioned for and created my son, Amyas. I loved him so much; however he was a little nightmare, always skipping out of what he had to do, playing up, never taking responsibility for his actions.” She chuckled to herself “He took Macy to a nightclub the one time that he had to baby sit her!”

“When he met Ruby, he changed, became more grounded. They got married, adopted Cobalt and little Sapphire and became a proper family.”
Three children suddenly ran into the room, two blonde and a red head. They were all dressed in formal clothes but there was dirt smeared on them.

A woman, thin but beautiful walked up to them.

“I thought we told you not to go in the sand pit in your nice clothes?” She scolded them.

“Sorry Rosie” the two blondes chorused, the red head just looked sulky.
“Rosie” Khilda nodded towards the red head, “was our house keeper. Such a beautiful girl she was, until she drowned. She didn’t want to move on, so was left in ghost form, set to wonder the earth (or our house at any rate) for the rest of eternity. Macy found the recipe for Ambrosia in an old Egyptian book and we made it. Rosie ate and became human once more. The recipe was too dangerous to hold on to, so we destroyed it. Rosie married Greg and they had little Barnaby. He might not be my blood grandson, but he’s a good as any to me.”

Anna stared at her. Rosie looked so normal; it was difficult to believe that once upon a time she had been deceased....

“Then finally, there’s me. I’m 3097 years old. I guess you can have an idea of what I was?”

Anna groaned and gasped her forehead. This was an information overload.
Ruby brought the cake through to the living room and placed it on the table placed in the centre of the room. The blonde boy suddenly looked very excited and ran towards the cake, ignoring what Rosie was saying about dirt stains and rips in their clothes.

Ruby lit the candles and the boy grinned, clapping his hands in excitement.
Everybody stood around the room, cheering, clapping, and encouraging him to transition. The boy paused, thought about his wish and spun in a glimmer of light and stars. Everybody grabbed a slice of cake and sat around the table. It was odd to see the mixture of people at the table, they weren’t exactly conventional, but they were happy and love engulfed the whole entire room. Anna came to the sudden realisation that she had never had this feeling of love towards her own family, but this family, these perfect strangers were willing to open their homes and hearts to her and welcome her with open arms.

She joined the seat next to Cobalt and allowed herself to be taken into the embrace of the family.
The night was loud, raucous and a lot of fun. Especially when Timmy the dog got involved with the dancing; Khilda wasn’t best pleased with being knocked to her bum by the dancing dog. After spending the day at the office, Anna was tired and so Max offered to walk her home; even though Macy’s house was only next door. They said their goodbyes and walked out into the crisp air, the vibrations of the bass line of the music still thumping in the chests.

The two of them walked in a contented silence, walking in perfect synchronicity, each lost in their own thoughts. They soon reached the door and Anna dug through her bag to find her key.

“Thanks for taking me home Max.” She smiled at him.

“That’s fine; you know I’d do anything for you.” Max said sincerely.
It took her aback a little, she didn’t realise Max cared for her so much. She saw him in a new light, his short haired tousled, strong body, a light that danced in his eyes when he smiled his slanting smile, a deep rumble of a chuckle when he laughed, the enigmatic way he dealt with his business and the fluidity of his movements on horseback.

“I’d do anything for you too Max.” She said back realising that she meant it.
He took her hand gently, her small hand delicate in his rough palm.

He leaned in gently and kissed her gently on the lips, conveying tenderness and love and the promise of happiness in that one instant.
The kiss ended too soon for Anna and he turned and walked away back to his car. That night all she could dream about where the memories of her and David, but when she awoke, the numbness and consuming pain she’d felt since his death had disappeared, and she knew that whilst she’d never forget or stop loving him, she’d moved on. As Anna awoke the next day after Max’s kiss feeling cleansed and renewed, on the other side of the country another native to Sunset Valley was also awakening, feeling refreshed and new....... The man had been sitting outside of the police station for the past hour, awaiting the release of a very high profile prisoner. She’d been in jail for three years after a much longer sentence had been set, which had caused outrage in the local community. But he, nor she, cared in the slightest. With long grizzled grey hair, the woman prisoner left the jail, her release forms in her bag. Wearing the clothes she’d been sentenced in, she stepped out into the street, admiring the way the sunshine danced across the cloudless sky.

There was a man waiting for her. The only one who had ever visited her in jail as not even her own son had bothered since the begining. He was waiting for her. He believed in her, had campaigned for her release as she was a ‘reformed character’.
She embraced the man, holding him like a mother holds her son. He practically was.

“Take me home please.”
The drive home was only half an hour, but the silence felt longer to the man. He had so many questions to ask, but he didn’t want to disturb her thoughts.
“Where is the girl?” The woman asked. “Riverview. There have been many sightings now; she works for an art gallery and an equestrian centre, living under police protection. They dyed her hair, slimmed her down.” The man replied, not taking his eyes off the road.

The woman nodded.
They arrived at the dilapidated house and entered through the back door. The woman went straight up to her study, not bothering to look around the rest of the house. The man followed her like a little puppy.

She stood behind the desk and gazed at the painting that the girl had presented to her upon her graduation from the prestigious art school.

“Get me the phone please; I have business to discuss with my son. Afterwards, go, you know what to do.”

The man nodded and hurried away.
The woman sat behind her desk and sighed, an evil smile spreading across her face.

The great Claire McGraw was back.

And nobody, not even her darling little brat of a daughter could stop her this time.

Her maniacal laughter rung through the house, sending shivers even down the man’s spine.
In the present time, something had shaken Anna out of her reprieve. Realising it was dark and that the store should have been shut up an hour ago, she packed up her bags and locked the door.

The wind blew a shiver down her spine.
She knew it was stupid, but for the past 3 months she hadn't been quite able to shake the feeling that she was being watched.... Thank you for reading! Sorry about the long wait for the update, RL and a glitchy PC mean playing time takes 6 times as long! But I hope the wait was worth it.

Khilda’s dress, Images 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 15, 19- Flower Split Dress by Cbon73
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#1fruitopiaVIPFeb 26, 2012

It's been a while, but I am glad that this story is continuing.  Claire still has not learned her lesson, but I have a feeling that her daughter will prevail.  Good chapter.

#2spitzmagicFeb 28, 2012

oh dear Mommy dearest looks haggard as she should. Not so pretty now are you. Looking forward to see what's next. I'm sure Anne will be taken care of by her new family. Mommy really should think twice before attemping to go near that family. Great chapter. Congrats on its feature \:D

#3fabrizioammolloFeb 28, 2012

Very well written! I enjoyed it very much! \:\)

#4spladoumFeb 29, 2012

Claire, hmmph! Time in jail wasn't enough for her? ... I'm very intrigued by this new sap she's adopted and--oh, I hate to admit this--actually curious about how Sonny's doing ... did he actually go straight for love, or was the idea of being a corrupt mogul just not very appealing for him? \:o

#5taxa08Mar 13, 2012

\:wub\:

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